STILL A YOUNGBOY Lyrics by Mike Dimes & Maxo Kream
I remember way back when a nigga wouldn’t say shit
Tryna get a beat or a feat’ or a placement
Oh, so deep, wearin’ black, runnin’ late to a show
Skippin’ class just to hear the bass with the flow
Been gettin’ drunk, takin’ shots with a ho
Even puff-puff-passed with the homies, smokin’ ‘dro
Only friend was my bro, or the pen, I suppose
I forgot all that, but I’m still a young boy from
Texas, big booty, been my standards
Flex real hard for a camera, just got cheddar
Everyone changed on me, I forgot that the money caused them to see
Reckless, nigga, stressin’
Learning lessons, keep on steppin’
With progression, one day, you will see
People using your recipe
Who’s that on the block-list?
Just another motherfucker moving toxic
And another motherfucker ain’t believe that the team I’d be with made it to the tropics
Or trending topics, fucking on the top bitch
Weed, exotic, feeding nonsense
Keep on talking, we ain’t stoppin’
We ain’t park it, we just start it
Heads keep bobbin’ at the party
To them White folks, we is gnarly
They just mad ’cause they ain’t poppin’
They whole team is pocket watchin’
If I want it, then I got it
If they want it, then I cop it
I’m condoning my whole posse
To keep showing off the profit
Oh my golly, how the doors outside the coupe all of a sudden suicidal?
Killed the crew, it’s homicide, and we is riding in
Private party, vibing, in the VIP, we sliding in
I just spit, and I, bitch, still, l is
But I’m still a young boy from
Texas, big booty, been my standards
Flex real hard for a camera, just got cheddar
Everyone changed on me, I forgot that the money caused them to see
Reckless, nigga, stressin’
Learning lessons, keep on steppin’
With progression, one day, you will see
People using your recipe
I’m a OYN, I’m a young OG out in Texas
‘Rari, Lambo’, Trackhawk, not a Lexus
Blick on the switch and the stick
I’ll air it at your whole damn clique if you think ’bout plexin’
Ever since I bossed up, I ain’t never lost much
Still get a couple texts from my exes
They can suck a dick, kiss my ass
Shit wouldn’t last, had to leave it in the past
Grip-grippin’ Woodgrain, rottin’ glass
Not since Apollo, ridin’ stock with the dash
Fuck a ex-ho, XO like Cash
Show ’em Maxo ’round, I’ma show naked ass
Grip-grippin’ Woodgrain, rottin’ glass
Not since Apollo, ridin’ stock with the dash
Fuck a ex-ho, XO like Cash
Show ’em Maxo ’round, I’ma show naked ass
But I’m still a young boy from
Texas, big booty, been my standards
Flex real hard for a camera, just got cheddar
Everyone changed on me, I forgot that the money caused them to see
Reckless, nigga, stressin’
Learning lessons, keep on steppin’
With progression, one day, you will see
People using your recipe
